The new world seemed less scary in daylight.
Bianca's new world was tiny and white, the porcelain toilet the only chair and the tub the only place long enough for her to lie down.
Sometimes, he thought there was none of the human left at all, just an incarnated goddess whose fascination with her new world extended to him.
She did a few more breathing exercises until she felt ready to step outside her room to face the new world.
She selected a few items, enough to get her through a few days in the new world.